I’d like to welcome the gazillion new followers I’ve gotten in this last week or so, all of whom are undoubtedly Korra fans. As a token of appreciation, I drew this picture of an Elvis-y Bolin kissing you.
I’d also like to say “thanks(?)” for all the new questions I’ve received. Many are fascinating, and some are downright confounding. I enjoy answering them when I can, but I wanted to let you know a couple things about the question process:
1) I’m a lot more likely to answer questions privately, because, while I don’t mind answering questions, I usually doubt that everybody that’s following me wants to know the answers I write, and I also don’t want to flood anybody’s feed with unwanted information. I’m continuing to allow anonymous questions because they’re usually the craziest and thus most entertaining to read, but the chances of me answering anonymous questions are slim at best.
2) Even if I wanted to answer spoiler-y questions (SPOILER ALERT: I don’t), or any questions about the future of the show (including what will or won’t be addressed), I wouldn’t be able to. I’d get fired, and worse, I’d be disappointing my friends. I’d also be ruining any future job prospects. Nobody wants to hire somebody that gives away their secrets. This means that I can’t tell you whether or not you ever get to find out what happened to Zuko’s mom, for example.
3) I’m a director, not a creator or writer of the show. In many cases, I don’t know the answers to your questions, but I can’t tell you that because that means that we probably haven’t addressed it yet in the second season, which would be in itself a sort of spoiler (hopefully you see how fraught with peril this whole process quickly becomes).
With all that said, I actually enjoy answering questions, so go ahead and ask, if you still have a burning desire to ask questions of a guy who’s just a cog in a well-made machine. Just don’t be mad if I refer you back to this post. And remember: Bolin loves you, baby.
On the set of Season 3 - Part 2.
…….he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist……